The Fiction Between Us (Honeywood, #2)

by Julie Olivia

With life-altering events, you only remember pieces. I couldn’t tell you what day of the week it was or even what class I was walking to.

“You are my undoing, Quinn Sauer.” “And you are full of shit, Landon Arden.”

“He makes me dinner,” I admit. “Secret dinners?!” she squeaks. “And milkshakes.” “Secret milkshakes?!”

I feel for Quinn the way you feel the change in seasons.

For once, she doesn’t answer with a snippy remark. She only smiles.